When Ma Zizai heard my question, he was stunned: "As for the inheritance of magical instruments, I only know that since the third or fourth generation, magical instruments have gradually disappeared. The descendants of the descendants are gentlemen and virtues. I guess they dare not ask the deep questions like you, so as not to make the elders feel that they have covetous intentions. In the end, there will naturally be no trace of muddy cows entering the sea."

"What you said is possible," I nodded and admitted: "Since Dong Zhongshu dismissed all schools of thought and respected Confucianism, people have regarded themselves as humble gentlemen. How can we keep asking about the treasures of our ancestors and putting them on their words? But I don't believe that among the descendants, no one has sought immortal magic weapons?" I asked without belief.

"How could it be that there is no? In fact, the descendants of all generations are seeking traces of magic weapons, but they are doing it privately and silently. The only ones who blatantly search for magic weapons such as the golden furnace and jade document on a large scale were Zong Ze, the 27th generation descendant of the war between the Song and Jin Dynasties, and my master Ma Danyang in the late Qing Dynasty." Ma Zizai replied.

"Then have they found a key clue?" I asked quickly.

Zong Ze should have found a key clue, but when he went north to help Yue Wumu, he was ambushed and died. He left a lesson before his death: the magic weapon did not come out, and the mystery was hidden. As for the clues he obtained, it is unknown which branch he inherited. My master Ma Danyang has checked various classic records and biographies of his predecessors throughout the ages, traveled all over the mountains and rivers, and found nothing about the information about the jade document. However, every time he traveled to find magic weapon, he always recited two poems repeatedly:

One song is:

Once there were three thousand kalpas in heaven, and another five hundred years on earth.

The sword is at the edge of the waist and the purple lightning is everywhere, and the elixir flames in the furnace are filled with smoke.

I just rode a white deer across the blue sea and then crossed the green cow into the cave.?

In the chat scenes such as small tricks, no one knows that I am a true immortal.

Another song is:

The incense in the golden furnace leaks all over the sound, and the sound is broken, and the light wind blows cold.

The spring scenery is annoying and cannot sleep, and the moon moves and flowers shadows on the railings.

Until he passed away, he did not explain to me what these two poems meant. At that time, I was still young and always thought that he was like a god. He also felt that every time he went out to seek traces of magic weapons, he sighed in dismay. Later I discovered that perhaps the clues of another magic weapon gold furnace were hidden in it.

I patted my forehead and sniffed: The clues about this jade document are still clueless, why did you get to the golden furnace again? Let's talk about those things slowly in the future, and now we will study the problem of the jade document.

"Didn't you ask me what clues have been found in previous generations of successors to seek treasures? I just told the truth that you are blaming me again." Ma Zizai glared at me dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, okay", I quickly brought the topic back to the question of Yudian: "Old man Ma, have you noticed that the three sons and son-in-law of the ancestor Daoji are: the eldest son Zhang Jun, the second son Zhang Ye, the third son Zhang Yi, and the son-in-law Zheng Yi. There are 4 people here, and the jade is divided into five parts: black, white, green, green, and yellow. We put ourselves in the shoes of the ancestor Daoji to consider the problem from the perspective of the ancestor Daoji. If we are parents, how should the family business be distributed behind us?"

"You mean..." Old Man Ma's eyes lit up, he pondered for a while, shook his head, and asked me with suspicion: "What do you mean is that Master Daoji will share the magic tools to future generations like an ordinary person"?

This Master Dao Ji is a mortal. He is only a mortal. He is only able to be worshipped by Xuanzong three times. He also has the opportunity to achieve the mystery of preaching. However, judging from his story you told, this Master Dao Ji is indeed not strong in the heart of Tao, otherwise there would be no entrusting Xuanzong to take care of Zheng Yi; there would be no way to understand the bottleneck. Finally, under Zheng Yi's care, the rumor that An Ran has grown up is not necessarily groundless. If there is a rumor in this version, you can make this inference. I thought there was a poem in the book, which was similar to the situation of Master Dao Ji:

Thirty-three days are outside the sky, and there are gods and immortals in the white clouds.

Gods are made by mortals, but I am afraid that mortals will not be strong.

Ma Zizai nodded slightly while listening to me. After listening to me reading these four poems with Zen, he finally nodded with confidence: "It should be that way. In ancient times, there was always a way to beautify ancestors. For example, deifying ancestors needed to be deified from birth, and even the previous generations of ancestors needed to be deified to appear mysterious and orthodox. This behavior was especially popular in the royal family and Buddhism and Taoism."

"Oh, if that's the case, whether the spiritual book, the golden furnace and the jade certificate passed down by the Immortal Ancestor really have miraculous effects is probably an exaggeration." I picked up the two black and white jade certificates placed on the table and looked through them again: "For example, if these two jade certificates were not for the old and special material, they would be just like stones in the ditch on the side of the road."

"Well, there should be some exaggeration, but as you said just now, groundlessness may not be without cause. I believe these magical instruments still have some effects, but we have not obtained the magical method." Ma Zizai said.

"Then, let's assume that we are the ancestor Daoji, and we infer down according to our mortal thinking." I picked up the pen and began to mark the key points of listening to Ma Zizai's narration of the history of the sect: "The white jade certificate in our hands now comes from Zheng Yi's paper certificate, and the black jade certificate comes from Zhang Yan's paper certificate. These two people are the real founding ancestors, and the ancestor Daoji is just recognized as the first generation of immortal ancestors by them."

"Well, this is confirmed." Ma Zizai nodded and continued: "This means that the two black and white jade certificates come from the inheritance of Master Daoji. So will Master Daoji pass on the other three jade certificates of Qing, Bi and Huang to the other two sons Zhang Jun and Zhang Ye?"

"This is impossible, this is not a wise move. With Zhang's talent and knowledge, how can you do this?" I was far away.

"Didn't you mean that Master Daoji distributed the jade certificate equally to his descendants' families?" Old Man Ma asked me suspiciously.

"This is true. Master Daoji should have passed the jade certificate to his descendants, not to his descendants, but it is not the distribution method as you said. Don't forget that the jade certificate is 5 yuan. According to your description, his descendants have 4 families. Remove the black and white jade certificates of Zheng Yi and Zhang Yi, how can I distribute the remaining three yuan to Zhang Jun and Zhang Yan? Don't forget that since ancient times, the people have not been worried about the lack of people but the unevenness, not to mention the family of officials and officials, and there are allusions in history. Two peaches kill three men. How can I not know about the talent and knowledge of Master Daoji? If Master Daoji really distributes this way, wouldn't he be prepared to kill two sons with three documents?" I quickly analyzed.

"How to distribute it?" Old Man Ma became even more confused: "You wouldn't say that he has another illegitimate child, right? With your black mouth, you can definitely tell me this."

I smiled awkwardly: "I really didn't think so this time. If I use the lack of a strong heart to infer the Daoji ancestor, would he keep one of them? Don't forget that China has always had the saying of keeping a private land since ancient times."

"Ha...ha, ha..." Old Man Ma laughed uncontrollably: "You can think of it. Apart from you, I believe that our descendants of all generations have been deeply educated by etiquette and law, and I will never dare to be so sad about the immortal ancestors."

My face turned red: "In this case, the remaining three jade certificates should be divided by Daoji Immortal Ancestor, Zhang Jun and Zhang Ye. As for who gets the part, I can continue to infer."

"Su Youyou, you kid is really good. You should be able to revive my mysterious sect. I hope we will no longer be the five foreigners who are not included in the clan book." Ma Zizai happily started singing in Beijing: "You can come quickly, I will listen carefully..."
Chapter completed!